That day, I was on the third day of the day shift. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The blue sky was blue, the temperature was restless, and I was restless......

After a month of night shifts, the day shift seems to have changed for a year. I feel so much, and I've changed......

Strange, cold, bondage......

Several of the old employees have been promoted, there are many more new employees, and several familiar beast brothers have resigned and left......

When I went to work, I was surrounded by strangeness, and I didn't have the same familiarity as I did a month ago when I didn't work the night shift. I can't find the feeling of giggling like a child, they, strangers, don't know me. The joy of work seems to have become what it used to be......

At that time, another beast brother told me that he would resign and leave in a few days. Suddenly, I felt that Heaven was going to pull away the familiarity from my surroundings little by little, so that I could be tested again.

I asked one of the old employees if I didn't understand something, but he didn't want to help me. Perhaps, it's because the old employees who came in with him were promoted, and he didn't, so it's not happy. It's changed, it's all changed......

The only consolation is that I still sing to myself.

The sound of the machine can drown out my singing, but the only sound I hear is my singing. Although the workshop requires earplugs, I really don't want to wear them, I don't feel noisy.

In the afternoon, when I was sleepy, I soared high. Although I can't do it well, I still feel it, and I can go on with my spirits.

After work in the evening, I was alone on the way out of the door of the company......

The night was so beautiful! It was so intoxicating! It's a pity that no one shared that drunken beauty with me......

Actually, I was quite messy and completely disoriented.

However, before going to bed, I read a book about an interview with a mentally ill person, "Genius on the Left, Madman on the Right."

I feel like that book saved me a little. Because in the worldview of the mentally ill, I seem to see a little bit of similarity......

Maybe I'm crazy, too.

It's a fact that it's all good, and the mood is already much better.

The ordinariness of life is the most meaningful part of life.

Don't wait until you're successful to be happy. That's definitely a loss-making deal. Those joys are only temporary. Although the moment of success, you will feel unprecedented excitement and excitement. But when success is over, those exciting joys wither like flowers. At that time, you will find that the most real and reliable happiness has always been in ordinary life.

If you have lived most of your life without thinking about being happy, just to succeed, and when you really succeed, you finally change to a pleasure of only a few days, and then, fall into an even more painful abyss?

Or rather, there is no such thing as eternal happiness in the world. Every period of happiness has a cycle, and when a cycle is over, then the happiness of this cycle is also over. But that doesn't mean you can't have new happiness, some people have been happy, that's because they know how to capture the little bits of happiness in life, and let these happiness be intermittently connected. Just like a faucet dripping with water, the water drops are happiness, and the faucet is your mood......

Life is like boiled water, although it has no taste, it can quench thirst compared to those "drinks" that make people jelly, and it also goes well with the internal organs of the human body.

And I, on the other hand, don't like the bland, I like to add a little flavor to the blandness. For example, I don't drink plain water until I'm thirsty. Because there was a faint sweetness in the taste at that time......

So, my lifestyle changes once in a while, and the whole world will be different if I feel the other way.

At that time, while eating cookies, I clicked on the Sogou input method to input my thoughts......

The working habits of the day shift have been restored, after all, it is the fourth day after the day shift. It turns out that many things can be as simple as you want.

What surprised me the most that day was that the girls I usually pay attention to frequently appeared in my sight, especially the girl I often saw in the cafeteria......

The commuting time of their workshop has been adjusted again, and it has become to get off work with our workshop. Our workshop and theirs are just a wall apart, so it's easy to meet her.

Looking at her back, there is always a feeling that I can't say special. But, I just like her back......

Perhaps, her back is too much like Gan. Of course, it means feeling......

After work in the afternoon, I walked so close to her for the first time, and there was only a big beast brother in our workshop between me and her. Whew, I quickened my pace......

Because I'm so nervous!

But then, she walked faster than me, and she walked ahead of me, and she also wore the long hair she wore when she went to work.

Oh! That was the second time I've seen her put her long hair down! The back looks very charming under the flowing long hair! Of course, only for me. In the eyes of the other beast brothers, she was very ordinary......

Hmm, then why does she make me feel so much? Or as I said before, she has a feeling that makes me feel like she's close to me......

I like to take the initiative to get closer to my girl little by little, even if the girl doesn't have anything to attract me, but because of her proximity, my mind will gradually beautify her, and thus become fascinating.

Is this a disease? I don't know......

I think I just like girls who like me.

And what do the girls in "The Girls I Like" say? There are a lot of people who don't know that I like them! So, it's just unknown, and if I know that the girl I like doesn't like me, then I won't continue to like her, unless there are exceptions. At present, there is only one exception, and it is impossible to predict......

Maybe I haven't been liked by a girl for a long time, so my heart is more sensitive. When I see girls who are often in my sight and make me feel like they're close to me, I think too much. Like, the girl I often see in the cafeteria.

But the feeling was really palpable, and she seemed to be really close to me.

Well, I see.

No, you don't understand, really, that feeling......

Well, really, really, I really understand, you can go ahead and write......

No, you don't understand, it's not what you think, that feeling......

I said I got it!shutup!keep writing......

Forehead...... All right......

Don't be surprised, that's how I usually talk to myself.

Is there a feeling of "green mountains"? Whew, I think, I'm just too lonely.

Oh, I'm lonely and lonely, and no one should come to comfort me at this time, hug. Just leave me alone to the pain...... Stand...... Hurt ...... It's okay if I can't die, it's okay if I'm lonely! I'm sorry, I can't help but sing for a while......

People are lonely......

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